"Officer Takagi must have found out after seeing the romanization on the Shinagawa Station stop sign, in fact, if you think about it carefully, this is just a simple word game that even our children know, knowing where Officer Takagi is, it's probably that person, and it may not help to arrest him now, but at least you can ask him to reveal the truth, the real truth that has troubled you for eighteen years, and it's up to you whether Officer Takagi can be rescued!"

Thinking about Conan's childlike words as he left, Sato stepped on the brakes and finally arrived in front of an Italian restaurant with an AZZURRO sign.

Looking at the door of the restaurant full of Italian style, the corner of Sato's mouth, who slammed the car door heavily, hooked up a sneer, get the truth about Takagi's current location and eighteen years ago? I'm sorry, but that's not all she wants!

Remembering that on the phone before, Yuichi and himself revealed his key investigation of Shuji Kano and some interesting information after that, Sato, who was full of confidence, stepped on his short high heels and walked into the Italian restaurant that she had been to several times before.

"Huh? Miwako? Are you done? ”

When Sato pushed the restaurant in, Shuji Kano, who was wiping down the expensive red wine on the wine rack behind the bar, recognized the strange customer who came to the restaurant so late.

And hearing his inquiry, Sato, who had completely calmed down his state of mind, immediately replied with a grin.

"Yes! It's been a busy day! I can finally relax and breathe a sigh of relief. ”

"Hahaha! Is it? It's a pity it's already eight o'clock in the evening! Our restaurant is also closed! Otherwise, I'll have to treat you well! ”

Because of a series of events that happened today, Shuji Kano, who had subconsciously rejected Sato, did not be as enthusiastic as before to provide the remaining pasta to cook a bowl of love for Sato himself, but was a little anxious to get Sato out of his restaurant, or more accurately, out of his sight.

Sato, who felt a little bit of Jiujiu in Shuji Shikano's heart, was a little more sure about the situations that Yuichi and the others said, but if she had a choice, she would rather not have this kind of certainty, because this truth was too cruel for Sato, who had treated these uncles and aunts as relatives for eighteen years.

But thinking of Takagi, who still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, Sato immediately put aside these messy thoughts and whirl with Shuji Kano.

"Hey, hey! Out of food? It's okay! If you have alcohol, you can do it! Tomorrow isn't your long-awaited 50th birthday! How about I have a drink with you? ”

Hearing Sato's answer, Shuji Kano's heart became even more uneasy, and after waving his hand and smiling at Sato, he opened his mouth to laugh at himself.

"I'm fifty years old, what birthday do you care?"

"Oh? Is it? I thought you should be in a hurry! After all, as soon as 12 o'clock tonight passes, the statute of limitations for the sorrowful Silang incident you caused eighteen years ago will expire! What do you think? Want to celebrate with a drink? Mr. カソォ! ”

"Huh? Miwako, what are you talking about? What's it? ”

"Isn't it clear to Uncle Shikano? Those were three enigmatic words that my dad wrote on his notepad! But if it's written in the Roman alphabet, these three words are KANO, and if you use O as the vowel of N, then these three words will be pronounced カノ, and just now my colleague Yuichi Kudo was chatting with Uncle Saruto, and suddenly found an interesting information, カノ is my dad who helped you get a nickname in the baseball team in high school. The reason why my dad locked you is also because I saw the footage of you killing the guard with a shotgun on the video, and I used to hear my dad say that although the striking posture is very strange, Shikano is indeed the number one person in the team to strike! So ......"

"Hahaha! Miwako! You're going too far! With all that, are you going to treat Uncle Luye and me as murderers? And these are hypothetical words, without any evidence! What's more, the statute of limitations for that case expired three years ago! It's terrible that you're coming to me and saying these strange things! ”

"Oh? Is it? For others, the statute of limitations is indeed three years away! But for Uncle Shikano, it hasn't expired yet! No...... To be exact, there are still 8 minutes and 17 seconds left before the expiration date! Uncle Shikano should know very well, right? In Japan, the period during which a suspect is abroad cannot be counted in the calculation of the statute of limitations! According to our investigation, you have consulted with the legal department about this matter. Because you are afraid of forgetting what the expiration date is, so you went to Italy to learn authentic Italian cuisine under the pretext of going to Italy, and then absconded to Italy for fear of crime, and then after three years of avoiding the limelight, you specially chose to return to China on your birthday, right? Make it the same day as your 50th birthday......"

"Goo-dong!"

Shuji Shikano, who subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, secretly turned around and glanced at the Roman numeral alarm clock hanging on the wall, and felt sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but reach out his hand to the wine in the ice bucket he put on the table.

But how could Sato, who had already seen his series of small actions, let him get his wish? After holding the wine and ice bucket on the table into his arms, he smiled playfully at Shuji Shikano.

"That's not going to work! Uncle Shikano! You'll tell me the truth before I'll give it to you!" Because my dad used to tell me that the suspects before they confessed their guilt would reach for water with a thirsty throat, and if they gave it to him, then he would swallow what he wanted to say with the water. So even if your throat is dry and thirsty, I will never let you swallow the truth of this case into your stomach! ”

Looking at Sato, who was smiling, Shuji Shikano, who was sitting opposite her, was strangely silent. In this way, while the two stared at each other in silence, the alarm clock hanging on the wall ticked and turned, and the pendulum hanging under the alarm clock swayed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Sato, who heard the bell, suddenly stood up from his seat unwillingly, like a deflated ball, and put the barrel of wine in his arms in front of Shuji Shikano, bitterly breaking the silence between the two.

"In the end, I lost! Congratulations! Uncle Shikano! ”

Just as Sato turned around and was about to leave the restaurant, Shuji Kano, who was sitting in place, opened the wine bottle and did not use any wine glass to hold this precious wine, but poured it directly into the mouth of the wine bottle.

After half a bottle of wine was wasted by him, Shuji Shikano, who was originally silent, suddenly spoke.

"I didn't plan to kill him!"